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SEEk & STRIKE

I've got a fucking gun to my head
With your name on the bullet
You're pushing me away and roping me in
Trapped in the lies that's killing it
There is no shelter in your smile
Just delusion behind your eyes
Promises with kisses and sugared poison
This is the way until the world dies

What makes a person B R E A K?
Constant torment at you hands
Back off, B I T C H
You won't like the monster you made
What makes a person B R E A K?
Constant torment at you hands
Back off, B I T C H
You won't like the monster you made

THIS BULLET ISN'T MINE
IT'S YOURS

Because I can't stand this self centered shell
There is nothing, THERE IS NOTHING you can do
You can run today but there's no hideaway
Let's play Seek and Strike
Because I can't stand this self centered shell
There is nothing, THERE IS NOTHING you can do
You can run today but there's no hideaway
Let's play Seek and Strike

You think you are safe in the dark
But I was forged in the shadow
Live with a target on my back
In league with those who lurk below
And when it is kill or be killed
Fear runs deep into the marrow
I have lost what makes me human
Animal instincts take control

Because I can't stand this self centered shell
There is nothing, THERE IS NOTHING you can do
You can run today but there's no hideaway
Let's play Seek and Strike
Because I can't stand this self centered shell
There is nothing, THERE IS NOTHING you can do
You can run today but there's no hideaway
Let's play Seek and Strike

There is a B U L L E T
With your name on it
POINTED AT MY H E A D

Seek and Strike
The end is nigh
SEEK AND STRIKE